FOREWORD 



The man should have youth and strength 

 who seeks adventure in the wide, waste spaces 

 of the earth, in the marshes, and among the vast 

 mountain masses, in the northern forests, amid 

 the steaming jungles of the tropics, or on the 

 deserts of sand or of snow. He must long 

 greatly for the lonely winds that blow across 

 the wilderness, and for sunrise and sunset over 

 the rim of the empty world. His heart must 

 thrill for the saddle and not for the hearthstone. 

 He must be helmsman and chief, the cragsman, 

 the rifleman, the boat steerer. He must be the 

 wielder of axe and of paddle, the rider of fiery 

 horses, the master of the craft that leaps through 

 white water. His eye must be true and quick, 

 his hand steady and strong. His heart must 

 never fail nor his head grow bewildered, whether 

 he face brute and human foes, or the frowning 

 strength of hostile nature, or the awful fear 

 that grips those who are lost in trackless lands. 

 Wearing toil and hardship shall be his; thirst 

 and famine he shall face, and burning fever. 

 Death shall come to greet him with poison -fang 



